Our California daughter has been great at posting pictures and updates, keeping us abreast of our 22-month-old granddaughter’s unfolding life.
Last night, our granddaughter was plunked down in front of the computer watching something. When called to dinner, she, who was barely understandable a few weeks ago, calmly told her mom, “Not now, I’m busy.”
Somehow the image of the little child, the computer and the cool comment captures something about generational change.
We’re headed off on a brief European trip in a few weeks, and I was remembering the first time we traveled there. I was 26 on that first trip and remember clearly the shocking discovery that there was a whole world out there that didn’t know me or anyone I knew or the way I lived or what I believed was important—and didn’t care.
Somehow I don’t think it will take my granddaughter that many years to make that discovery. In fact she’s busy finding it out already.
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